DC: Nothing's changed... yet.
Spike's POV
There was an older man standing in front of him.
"Funny, I seem to remember this guy from somewhere," Spike thought to himself.
"You have commited the following crimes: Befoulment of a union ordained by the gods, sexual intercourse with a married person, the use of indiscretion in the presence of a member of my court, and attempting to break a union. How do you plead?"
"I plead 'guilty' to the crimes of indiscretion and sexual intercourse. The others I take no credit for," Spike said, solemnly.
"And why do you say that?" the man asked.
"The member of the court and I used indiscretion before the marriage. Also to the count of bigamy, I was married to her before the union took place," he said.
A deep hush fell upon the court, with the exception of the priest in the corner.
"I saw them married with my own eyes. I married Laurelesput to Wilakasamun," he replied.
"I married her the night beforehand. The union you speak of does not exist," Spike said.
"Are you, a mere scribe, implying my son, reigning prince Thorkankamin, is not married to Laurelesput, daughter of Hapshet and Rastel?" he boomed.
"I am not merely implying, I come before you bearing the proof," he said, opening a roll of papyrus scroll and handing it to the pharaoh.
The scroll read:
"On the date of the ninth moon of the second dynasty reign of pharaoh Seti II, these two are married before the eyes of the gods:
Laurelesput, daughter to Hapshet and Rastel
Wilakasamun, son to Walemsaman and the late Jastalen
And so it may be long into their life in the Afterlife."
"This is a true document?" the pharaoh asked the priest in the corner.
The priest stepped forward and read the document. He merely shook his head.
"Then I clear you of the crimes. Leave my court at once! For the impregnantion of a bigamist, both you and Laurelesput are exiled from Upper Egypt to the deserted Hamunaptra, City of the Dead. May you both live up to the name of your new home!" he bellowed. Wilakasamun (Spike) and Laurelesput (Buffy) were escorted out by several members of the Medjai.
Egypt, modern day
Narrator's POV
"I've gotta get over these dreams," Spike muttered to himself after waking up from the restless sleep he was in. He checked the clock. It was five in the afternoon, so he got up for the night, remembering the events of the night before.
Buffy was downstairs, talking to Willow on one of the cushy couches. They stopped when Spike walked in.
"Hi!" Buffy said, motioning for him to join her on the couch. He followed the order and sat down.
"Evie wants us to go back to the tomb tonight, if you're up to it?" Buffy asked.
"Of course, pet," he replied. There was a knock at the door, which Ardeth emerged from a room off of the living room to answer.
"Evelyn, Rick, please come in," he told the guests.
"Alex and Jonathan will be here momentarily, so we can leave," Evie said.
Later on, they all left as soon as the others arrived. Xander, Willow, Alex, Spike, Buffy, Joyce, Ardeth, and the O'Connells and Jonathan.
"That's funny," Evie said, all of a sudden. Rick and Ardeth cocked their rifles. Everyone else looked at what they were seeing. A door had appeared before them, where the deep void had been.
"Be careful," Rick said as Evie stepped forward. Evie expertly took her hand to a complicated looking lock and apparently unlocked it.
Standing in front of them, there was a deep stone stairwell, leading down to darkness. Rick and Ardeth stepped past her and ahead of her, pointing flashlights in their free hands. Everyone followed them.
AN: No more voting, please! I've got it figured out. I know it's short, but I need to make a cliffie here!
Spike's POV
There was an older man standing in front of him.
"Funny, I seem to remember this guy from somewhere," Spike thought to himself.
"You have commited the following crimes: Befoulment of a union ordained by the gods, sexual intercourse with a married person, the use of indiscretion in the presence of a member of my court, and attempting to break a union. How do you plead?"
"I plead 'guilty' to the crimes of indiscretion and sexual intercourse. The others I take no credit for," Spike said, solemnly.
"And why do you say that?" the man asked.
"The member of the court and I used indiscretion before the marriage. Also to the count of bigamy, I was married to her before the union took place," he said.
A deep hush fell upon the court, with the exception of the priest in the corner.
"I saw them married with my own eyes. I married Laurelesput to Wilakasamun," he replied.
"I married her the night beforehand. The union you speak of does not exist," Spike said.
"Are you, a mere scribe, implying my son, reigning prince Thorkankamin, is not married to Laurelesput, daughter of Hapshet and Rastel?" he boomed.
"I am not merely implying, I come before you bearing the proof," he said, opening a roll of papyrus scroll and handing it to the pharaoh.
The scroll read:
"On the date of the ninth moon of the second dynasty reign of pharaoh Seti II, these two are married before the eyes of the gods:
Laurelesput, daughter to Hapshet and Rastel
Wilakasamun, son to Walemsaman and the late Jastalen
And so it may be long into their life in the Afterlife."
"This is a true document?" the pharaoh asked the priest in the corner.
The priest stepped forward and read the document. He merely shook his head.
"Then I clear you of the crimes. Leave my court at once! For the impregnantion of a bigamist, both you and Laurelesput are exiled from Upper Egypt to the deserted Hamunaptra, City of the Dead. May you both live up to the name of your new home!" he bellowed. Wilakasamun (Spike) and Laurelesput (Buffy) were escorted out by several members of the Medjai.
Egypt, modern day
Narrator's POV
"I've gotta get over these dreams," Spike muttered to himself after waking up from the restless sleep he was in. He checked the clock. It was five in the afternoon, so he got up for the night, remembering the events of the night before.
Buffy was downstairs, talking to Willow on one of the cushy couches. They stopped when Spike walked in.
"Hi!" Buffy said, motioning for him to join her on the couch. He followed the order and sat down.
"Evie wants us to go back to the tomb tonight, if you're up to it?" Buffy asked.
"Of course, pet," he replied. There was a knock at the door, which Ardeth emerged from a room off of the living room to answer.
"Evelyn, Rick, please come in," he told the guests.
"Alex and Jonathan will be here momentarily, so we can leave," Evie said.
Later on, they all left as soon as the others arrived. Xander, Willow, Alex, Spike, Buffy, Joyce, Ardeth, and the O'Connells and Jonathan.
"That's funny," Evie said, all of a sudden. Rick and Ardeth cocked their rifles. Everyone else looked at what they were seeing. A door had appeared before them, where the deep void had been.
"Be careful," Rick said as Evie stepped forward. Evie expertly took her hand to a complicated looking lock and apparently unlocked it.
Standing in front of them, there was a deep stone stairwell, leading down to darkness. Rick and Ardeth stepped past her and ahead of her, pointing flashlights in their free hands. Everyone followed them.
AN: No more voting, please! I've got it figured out. I know it's short, but I need to make a cliffie here!